Chapter 669

His right hand clenched Yan Zi Tong's hand, wrapped in his palm, looking at the old man's eyes with a touch of firmness, slowly said, "grandfather likes quiet, we don't disturb." Finish saying, also didn't wait for the old man to say again what, lead speech Zi pupil to walk toward the door.

The car started in the yard and drove away.

The old man stood in the corridor, his deep eyes looking directly at the direction of the door. He was a little distracted, and he looked unfathomable. It was hard to understand what he thought at the moment.

"Master..." The master looked up at him and called him helplessly.

"Let him go." The old man's brow was tight, his tone was a little blunt, and there was a trace of shallow anger in his eyes. Then one turns back to his room.

Lao Cheng rushed up the stairs and into the old man's room.

The old man sat on the chair, his eyes were silent and cold. Lao Cheng stood beside him, slightly bowed, afraid to speak, waiting for him to speak.

In such a big room, there was silence. Even a needle fell to the ground.

"Tell me what happened from beginning to end without any omission."

For a long time, the old man finally made a voice, did not look up, a face of silence asked Lao Cheng.

He needs to know the interaction between the four young people just now, as well as Rong Si's attitude.

"Yes, sir..."

Lao Cheng told the old man exactly what happened. After that, he looked like he was cautious and alert.

The old man twisted his brow, his eyes were as bright as a fox, and he couldn't understand what he thought at the moment. Then the corners of his lips raised a smile that was not easy to see. He looked up at Lao Cheng and said, "you say, she let Hao also give up four points?"

Lao Cheng nodded, "yes, four points. I don't look well at Miss Hao. And Mr. Hao's face was not so good, but he recognized it. Also said, after the festival let draft contract, let young master call a person to sign the contract

"I didn't expect that she had some ability." The old man said with a cool face, but his eyes were slightly relaxed.

The master nodded, "the master is right."

"Hum!" The old man snorted coldly again, "what's the use of having some skills? She is Ding Xinmin's daughter! If not Ding Xinmin, Rong Zheng can run away from home? Can you still be missing? With such a little cleverness, we can treat her as a treasure. Don't think you can make me accept her by playing smart. "

Lao Cheng nodded again and again, "yes, yes! The master is right. Master, it's getting late. It's time to rest. "

"By the way, did you just say she took a call?" It seems that the old man suddenly thought of something and asked Lao Cheng.

"Yes, I took a call."

"Do you know who did it?"

Lao Cheng shook his head. "I don't know. She went to the yard to answer the phone. I can't follow her. It's too obvious. The young master must be unhappy. But I saw that she didn't change her expression after answering the phone. She shouldn't be too important. At least it won't be someone who has a relationship with us

The old man nodded, "OK, let's talk about it."

Yan Zi Tong took a bath, when she came out, Rong Si was still sitting on the sofa. When she came out, she took a picture of her position and motioned her to sit beside her.

With a warm smile, she walked towards him and sat down beside him.

"What did grandfather tell you?" He looked at her and asked in a deep voice. Then, without waiting for her to answer, he said to himself, "no matter what he said, you don't care. Remember what you said, do you understand? "

She bent her lips, gave a smile and nodded, "I see."

He stretched out his hand and rubbed her head. Mo Mou looked at her with warm tenderness. He said in a slow voice, "it's a good performance today."

She twinkled bright eyes, yingying and moving looking at him, raised a pure smile, "which?"

"All aspects." He is very weak, a pinch of her nose, a satisfied face said, "to blow dry hair, cold is not good."

She looked at him with a coquettish face, "I have no strength."

The implication is to let him blow it.

He recalled a faint smile, stood up from the sofa, took the hair dryer, no resentment when her hands.

She simply went straight to the sofa, her head resting on the armrest of the sofa, enjoying his "service".

He squatted down and skillfully blew her hair. His left hand rubbed and stroked her shoulder hair, and his right hand held a few hands. His fingers interposed in the hair, and his fingertips gently pressed and stroked her head.

She looked up at him, smart eyes like the Pearl of the night, bright and shining staring at him.

The hair dryer made a "Wuwuwuwu" sound. They didn't speak. They just expressed their feelings with their eyes.

Sometimes, the communication between two people does not have to use words, and the transmission between eyes can also express their feelings.Yan Zi Tong's lips slightly raised, the eyes looking at him were full of sweet tenderness.

Until her hair dried, he turned off the hair dryer, and the room was quiet for a moment.

It was a kind of peaceful and quiet, he did not get up, still squatting body, pulse of overlooking her.

Eye to eye contact between the transmission of a touch of soft warmth, it is a silent sound than tacit understanding.

She bent her lips to smile, looked at him and said softly, "accompany me to see my mother tomorrow..."

At this point, she stopped talking.

She suddenly felt as if she was asking too much. After all, his father is missing because of his mother. After all, the relationship between the two people, even if they decide not to care, but the embarrassment still exists.

She was not sure whether he had any hostility to her mother. Although he didn't show it in front of her, it was impossible to compare his heart with her. If it was her, it would be impossible to really say that there was no mustard at all.

And now she asked him to go with her to worship her mother tomorrow.

It's too much for her to ask.

He gave him a slightly apologetic smile, and then said, "forget it, I'll go myself. I shouldn't have mentioned this to you at this time. I'm sorry. "

His thumb gently stroked her forehead, deep eyes calm and indifferent looking at her, without a bit of ambush and jump, eyes that touch of tenderness did not change or disappear because of her words.

The rubbing of thumb and forehead gives her a kind of peace of mind and understanding.

"Let's go tomorrow." He said this very simply.

"But..." Yan Zi Tong "Teng" sits up from the sofa and looks at him in shock.